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Wednesday, May 10, 2017

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THE MAGNATE'S MARRIAGE MERGER

Joanne Rock

The McNeill Magnates #2

Releasing May 9th, 2017

Harlequin Desire

The
matchmaker meets her match…in one very persistent tycoon!
Secretive
matchmaker to the rich and famous, Lydia Whitney prefers to stay behind the
scenes. But after one mistake, rich resort developer Ian McNeill is hot on her
trail, and he’s more attractive—and persistent—than ever before.

Ian can’t
believe it when he figures out who’s messing with his family: a woman who has
deceived—and seduced—him before. What’s her agenda? And why can’t he resist
her? He’ll get the answers to all his questions, if Lydia agrees to his
convenient marriage proposal. But once she’s in his arms again, will he let her
go?

She was a woman of habit and that would
serve him well now. He hoped. He remembered how much she had enjoyed swimming
first thing in the morning when they were working together in the islands of
Tahiti. He’d accused her of being a mermaid with her daily need to return to
the sea, but even when he’d been bleary-eyed from working late the night
before, he never missed a chance to swim with her. For safety purposes, he’d
told her, and not just because he enjoyed the occasional chance to slide a hand
beneath her bikini top or wind the wet rope of her hair around his hand and
angle her sea-salty lips for his kiss.

When the elevator sounded its dull chime, he
slowly looked up. The doors opened and Lydia strode into view. His gaze fell on
her long, shapely legs, the hem of her black mesh tunic revealing a hint of
thigh.

“Ian?” Her voice tugged his attention
higher, pulling his focus to her green eyes and creamy skin devoid of makeup.

With her hair scraped back into a ponytail,
she looked every inch the part of his earthy, warmhearted lover from last
summer. He had to remember that she hadn’t been the woman he thought, that he’d
been wrong about her, or he might have swept her up into his arms and ridden
the elevator back up to her hotel room to remind her how good they were
together in at least one respect.

Sex. Raw, sensual, mind-blowing sex.

His pulse ramped up at the steamy memories,
so much so that he had to shut down those thoughts and focus on the present or
his plan would be doomed before he even started.

“Hope you don’t mind if I join you.” Ian
tucked his phone back into the pocket of the cargo shorts he’d slid on over his
swim trunks.

She halted in front of him abruptly. Then,
eyes sliding to the desk attendant, she stepped closer. Probably she did it to
minimize the chance of being overheard.

Ian liked the opportunity to breathe in the
scent of her—the lavender fragrance of the detergent she washed her clothes in
and a subtle perfume more complex than that.

“What on earth are you doing here?” She
glanced over her shoulder. “You realize most of the consultants working on the
Foxfire are staying in this hotel? What will they say if someone sees us
together at this hour?”

“They’ll think we had a whole lot more fun
last night than they did.”

Last night, he’d paced the floor of his
penthouse suite for far too long, thinking through every aspect of a contract
marriage and what details he should include in the paperwork.

In the end, she would sign. But she wasn’t
going to like him forcing her hand, and that bothered him more than it should
have.

“And that doesn’t concern you? I happen to
enjoy a hard-earned reputation as a professional.” Her clipped words and the
high color in her cheeks told him he’d gotten under her skin in record time.

“If you don’t want anyone to see us
together, we might as well hit the beach. Take refuge in the water.” His hand
itched to touch her. To rest on the small of her back and steer her out the
door, across the street and onto the soft sand. But he had to be careful not to
push or she could dig her heels in about his suggestion and delay the whole
thing.

Now that he’d made up his mind and seen the
benefits of a union between the two of them, he couldn’t think of one damn
reason why he should delay.

After narrowing her green eyes at him for an
instant, she pivoted on her wedge sandals and strode toward the exit.

He caught up to her in two long steps,
holding the door wide for her before as they headed out onto Ocean Drive, which
was strangely quiet in the predawn dark. There were more joggers on the beach
than bathers; a few runners kicked up sand as they pounded past them.

“It’ll be quieter down here.” He pointed out
a stretch of the shore where no beach loungers had been set up yet, a spot free
from any hotel guests.

In fact, he’d claimed the location for them
earlier when he’d ordered a cabana and sunrise breakfast. Lydia apparently
didn’t notice his preparations, however, instead appearing too absorbed in her
frustrated march toward the water, her feet churning through the sand at
breakneck pace.

The horizon was starting to smudge from inky
black to purple as she reached the shoreline and kicked off her shoes. Then she
yanked the black mesh cover-up off and over her head. Mesmerized by her
silhouette as his eyes adjusted to the light, Ian watched as she ran into the
surf and made a shallow dive under an oncoming wave…

Don't miss ANY of The McNeill Magnates

Four-time
RITA nominee Joanne Rock has never met a romance sub-genre she didn't
like. The author of over seventy books enjoys writing a wide range of stories,
most recently focusing on sexy contemporaries and small town family sagas. An
optimist by nature and perpetual seeker of silver linings, Joanne finds romance
fits her life outlook perfectly--love is worth fighting for. A frequent speaker
at regional and national writing conferences she enjoys giving back to the
writing community that nurtured and inspired her early career. She has a Masters
degree in Literature from the University of Louisville but credits her fiction
writing skills to her intensive study with friend and fellow author Catherine
Mann. When she's not writing, Joanne enjoys travel, especially to see her
favorite sports teams play with her former sports editor husband and three
athletic-minded sons.

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